The sun was trying to beat it's way through the dense pall of traffic pollution hanging over Bangkok. What did filter through caught Ming's body in silhouette against the window. Her remarkable hair stopped where the cleavage of her bum started. She was chattering but I wasn't listening. She was chattering about last night and about how I'd had to throw Kee...
The first rays of sunlight crept through the casement window with the unhurried stealth of a Samarian thief. Stirred from her dream-sodden sleep, Sarila reached across to embrace her lover, Mansur, but found yet again only emptiness in her bed. Wistfully she turned over and, hitching the thin night shift above her hips, slipped her hand between her thighs....
Author's Note Risk Versus Reward is a prequel to Girl Friday and focuses on the story of Karin, the 'H.R. Lady' who provided Charlotte's rather unique interview experience when she was hired. You do not need to read Girl Friday to understand what's going on in Risk Versus Reward. But if you enjoy this story, Girl Friday should most definitely be on your rea...
I brought Sharon breakfast in bed. It was the least I could do, after all I had seduced the lovely, dark-haired bikini model. As I dipped some little pieces of bread and butter into a soft-boiled egg and fed them to her, I asked: "Tell me about the bikini model scene, do those hunky male models hit on you a lot?" Sharon, a stunningly-attractive 20-year-old...
Summary: The beginning of how a domme began her own lesbian harem. Note: Thanks to J for the story idea. Note 2: This is a summer 2014 contest story. Note 3: Thanks to MAB7991, Robert and goamz86. Lesbian Polygamy: A Beginning I am a lesbian...through and through...the only cock that goes in my cunt is a strap-on, dildo or vibe. That said, my family d...
This is a collaborative story collection. Additions by other authors are welcome. Think Flash Gordon, Barbarella, Barsoom, or the covers of dozens of cheesy pulp magazines. It's space opera with lasers and lesbians and spaceships and space-monsters and most of all super-powered super-hot women in scanty clothing. Readers, please comment. Not just about whet...
Remember in Chapter One, I told you that I was kept more or less satisfied today by my personal Harem of 12 older men and three young women aged between 18 and 39 years old. Well sadly I misspoke because the one woman at 39 years old I really shouldn't have counted; the reason being that it only took place on and off for several months during my 2nd year in...
Henna pressed her fingers to the collar around her throat as the door slammed behind her. Her gaze took in the room around her in a glance, her thoughts moving to what would soon be expected of her. She was different from the others, it made her an oddity that everyone claimed they had to experience. Such a demand gave her little time to relax, but it was ha...
I followed the mistress into the low stone room, behind me followed the slavegirl.. Dressed in an extremely tight & small French maid outfit, made out of some artificial fabric that looked & felt like a cross between silk & plastic. About her hung the pleasing odour of sexual need & her slippery inner thighs squelched as she trotted after us. Her ankles were...
This submission was reviewed and edited with the kind help of WhiteWave48. My thanks and gratitude are extended to her. The tale is one of a series of stories where an anonymous woman has taken possession of a manor house and all its trappings. She is exploring both her new possessions and also her new found heightened sensuality. I hope you enjoy it and I...